Perfect song for today

Hurrican Force winds

Thank goodness,

I brought the chickens in to the house.

Does he remind you of anyone?

He says, 'I just need to finish this, then I can have a little break.'

Happy Birthday Hatchling no3

Today's birthday is a particularly special one.

Because, today, Hatchling no3 turned 5.

That's right, the big 5!

(She was terrified of the candle, hence we went with just one, a nice safe tea light, with glitter of course.)

Now, five may not seem a big deal to most, but this little hatchling has waited a very long time.

You see, this hatchling, aged just 2, told us, 'Next bird - day, I am gonna be five!'

And then, she turned three.

She was not a happy girl. 

She took it in good stride, and asked daily, 'Next birthday, can I be five?'

'Please! Please! Please!'

Along came her fourth birthday, and she was heartbroken.

I told her, 'You can be five for two years, okay.'

However, her sisters promptly corrected her. 

They did not feel she had earned a five yet.

And so this little hatchling spent another long year, waiting to be five.

And today, her dream, has finally come true.

I am so proud of you!

You amazing five year old.

I sincerely hope that being five is everything you could ever wish for!

Snowy sunrise

I had wanted a photo of the birds standing on the snowman's carrot nose, but my coming outside (and the carrot falling down) sent them away.

Here is a photo of the sunrise instead.

I had wanted a photo of Mrs. Chicken in the snow, the tone of her voice, when I opened the door, was priceless. "Brrrrrrrock!'

She went back inside, all the while tutting at me for trying to lure her out with treats. 

The Mrs. Turkey is not at all phased by the snow, and proceeded to gobble up all the treats. 

The hatchlings have taken every duvet, sheet and table cloth to build a big den, and today we must head into the village for hatchling no5's appointment. As such, I had better get some hatchlings bathed.

I hope your day started as lovely as mine.

Snowman 2013

Today, has been well spent.

I shamelessly bullied the hatchlings into coming outside and playing with me. 

I made sad faces through the windows, and told them how much I really wanted to make a snowman.

Eventually, they obliged, and they even let me pull them around on their sledge.

They are good to me, and I am thankful for my hatchlings.

Happy snowy day!

Snowy island morning

For, roughly, the last three days, we've had snow.

It rather feels as though it is constantly snowing sideways.

In truth, it is just the wind rearranging the snow from here to there, and back again.

The sheep stand and glare at the cold ground. 

They seem about as thrilled as I would be, if I had a bottom covered in ice.

This snow is different from the urban snow I have previously experienced. 

This snow is loud and aggressive.

Not at all like the gentle flakes that fall soundlessly in the lamp light.

This snow is three quarters hail, and the wind has been at 60mph gusts all week.

This has held back our sledding plans.

My hatchlings do not like being pelted by hail, and so we sit and watch from the windows.

Mugs of hot chocolate, muffins hot from the oven, and enjoy the view.

Met office alert!

A level 10 'Boy - nado' hits happy town.

Girl hatchlings are understandably not amused.

Belated blog Party post!

Welcome to our family blog!

We are a home educating, goat wrestling, chicken chasing, duck minding, turkey growing, strawberry eating family. 

We live up on a northern Orkney isle, and spend our days crafting and cooking when it is too cold to spend the day on the beach.

Come on in, grab a brownie, have a look around, and thank you for visiting!

Thank goodness its Friday!

Because some days, I tell ya. 

Some days.

I love this song.

And I am sure I have met that genie.

Roll on Saturday!